Once upon a time, I was just li I was just like you. I had a family and a few friends. We hung out. And then we didn't. I was captured by a bunch of skeletons, and brought to King Herobrine. He charged me for killing a creeper. Then he sent me into the end where I lived for 10 months. The Enderman brought me gifts of food ever so often, so I could live. I became quite popular in the End. One night, in a dream, a fat man in a red suit told me to fly a way. It took me a while to interpret that dream, but I figured it out. So I went outside and talked with the Enderman. I told them that if they brought me 64 leather, I would make them a cake block. They did as I had asked, and brought me the leather. After days of trying out new crafting recipes, I finally made a saddle big enough for the Enderdragon. So, I flew onto the Nether and entered a hole made by Docm. I took a portal to the over world bringing my dragon with a lead. I felt greatful for the man in the suit and to this day, I still have never seen him. Although he never came back to accept my thanks, he left me a note.

Hello thesfhuskie2,
When I helped you, I felt great happiness. I hope you don't mind but I have taken your dragon. Once a year I take it across Minecraftia dropping presents in every single house. I am very thankful for you giving me a purpose. Maybe I will come by some day.
Your Friend,
Santa
PS: You are welcome to come to the north and help me make presents any time.

I still have never seen him, since I am always in the factory, but since then, I have been working ever since.